A Dubious "old Kriss" Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABC DEFF GGHI JJKK DDCC LMCC DDII NNDI OOPP DDQQ NNGG LLCC RRFF SSCC DDDA

Us folks is purty pore but MaA
She's waitin' two years more tel PaA
He serve his term out Our Pa heB
He's in the PenitenchurrieC
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Now don't you never tell 'cause SisD
The baby she don't know he isE
'Cause she wuz only four you knowF
He kissed her last an' hat to goF
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Pa alluz liked Sis best of allG
Us childern 'Spect it's 'cause she fallG
When she'uz ist a child one dayH
An' make her back look thatawayI
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Pa 'fore he be a burglar he'sJ
A locksmiff an' maked locks an' keysJ
An' knobs you pull fer bells to ringK
An' he could ist make anythingK
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'Cause our Ma say he can An' thisD
Here little pair o' crutches SisD
Skips round on Pa maked them yes sirC
An' silivur plate name here fer herC
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Pa's out o' work when Chris'mus comeL
One time an' stay away from homeM
An' 's drunk an' 'buse our Ma an' swearC
They ain't no Old Kriss anywhereC
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An' Sis she alluz say they wuzD
A' Old Kriss an' she alluz doesD
But ef they is a' Old Kriss whyI
When's Chris'mus Ma she alluz cryI
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This Chris'mus now we live here inN
Where Ma's rent's alluz due ag'inN
An' she ist slaves I heerd her sayD
She did ist them words thatawayI
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An' th'other night when all's so coldO
An' stove's 'most out our Ma she rolledO
Us in th'old feather bed an' saidP
To morry's Chris'mus go to bedP
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An' thank yer blessed stars fer thisD
We don't 'spect nothin' from Old KrissD
An' cried an' locked the door an' prayedQ
An' turned the lamp down An' I laidQ
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There thinkin' in the dark ag'inN
Ef wuz Old Kriss he can't git inN
'Cause ain't no chimbly here at allG
Ist old stovepipe stuck frue the wallG
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I sleeped nen An' wuz dreamin' someL
When I waked up an' morning's comeL
Fer our Ma she wuz settin' squareC
Straight up in bed a readin' thereC
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Some letter 'at she 'd read an' quitR
An' nen hold like she's huggin' itR
An' diamon' ear rings she don't knowF
Wuz in her ears tel I say soF
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An' wake the rest up An' the sunS
In frue the winder dazzle unS
Them eyes o' Sis's wiv a sureC
Enough gold chain Old Kriss bringed to 'erC
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An' all of us git gold things SisD
Though say she know it ain't Old KrissD
He kissed her so she waked an' sawD
Him skite out an' it wuz her PaA

James Whitcomb Riley



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